When He Comes On

歌詞

".. doesn't sound good to me" [Pudgee] Motherfuck the bullshit! Hello, heidi ho, where's my intro To this show, and you know the shit is dope I'm all that, no, your mind ain't playin tricks But I think you suck like a (whore) does to dicks Talk good game, but you ain't no lover Last you pussy you had is when you slid out your mother You know I was hep to the shit from the get-go Come off like the clothes of a ho in a strip, show My oh my god DAMN I'm proud to say Or like they say that every dog gotta have his day Rest assured when the day arrives on this child I'm kickin the gravy style, never the corny style Nuff respect is what I'm gettin, give it to me Even if you're part of BBD you couldn't "Do Me" I play Marvin Gaye, "What's Goin' On?" "Let's Get it On" Cause everything is over when the Phat Bastard goes on [Chorus] C'mon motherfuckers c'mon (aww yeah!) C'mon motherfuckers c'mon (here we go) C'mon motherfuckers c'mon (keep it up!) C'mon motherfuckers c'mon (here we go) [Pudgee] Here comes the wickedest, with the wickedest style I'll be kickin it I wear a size eleven you can guess where I'll be stickin it Think with the heart, everything is all me Shittin on niggaz as if they was Tawana Brawley Who cares whether superstar or small name Tramplin comp like a City College ball game Scamp, get the upper hand, I'll be with it Drivin 'em right off the edge like in Chappaquiddick Without a second for thought, what I got to lose? They'll find you deep in a river wearin cement shoes Anyone gets out of hand I get drastic How the fuck you wanna leave - a basket or casket? Fuck the fact that they say I ain't - shit Plus the fact that, they're really on my dick I play Marvin Gaye, "What's Goin' On?" "Let's Get it On" Cause everything is over when the Phat Bastard goes on [Chorus] [Pudgee] If you ever feel that you're better then tell me Come with the facts or get taxed just like Leona Helmsley You motherfuckers should retire There's nobody flyer, I set yo' ass on fire like Richard Pryor No flaws, causin drama And any-a test I'm sure to cut you up just like Jeffrey Dahmer I won't be frontin I can't sing that's not my thing Fuck with me I'll beat yo' ass like Rodney King I'm pullin tricks on the slick, shit I'm beatin niggaz on the daily routine like you beat your dick Everywhere I'm seein smiles; you're lovin me now 'til things slow down and then you're on a different style I don't know you we never hung out But once I get paid up again you'll be actin like you're strung out And bein life is a gamble, bet I'ma be tellin yo' ass goodbye like Tevin Campbell [Chorus x2.25]